"Young Master Lei, don't you feel bored like this?" After seeing it for a long time, the degree of dislike of it became deeper and deeper, which made Jingyun say this more.

"Ling Jingyun, stop pretending. What's so great about it? Believe it or not, I'll let your performance end today. Now the operating rights of this side museum are in my hands."

It would be fine if Lei Qingyu didn't say this, but as soon as he said this, Jingyun smiled, a smile that he didn't know how to describe it. I don't know whether it should be said that Lei Qingyu was ridiculous or that the world was too crazy. The young man in front of him who seemed to be in the golden and jade was a complete second-generation ancestor. Fortunately, he had a good impression of him before and had always treated him very politely. It was really eye-catching.

Another sentence made Jingyun not want to say anything. As the operator here, he didn't even know what he performed today. Yes, the reputation of the dog-beating stick does not require extensive publicity, nor does it require advertising in the venue. Those who can come here can get invitations. Except for some advertisements made by the rubber king himself, there is no publicity at all. Promotion of the dog-beating stick is undoubtedly a superfluous way. Instead, it is better to promote yourself in some effective positions.

This young man, just thinking about chasing the girl, didn't even know that the family had undertaken such a big prosperous era. He was so stupid that he wanted to ban Jingyun here, which really made her not know what to say.

She didn't say that Lei Qingyu thought she was afraid, and thought that one day she could make her... Lei Qingyu was a little excited. She didn't continue to look for a cheaper word here, but wanted to threaten her by canceling this performance. Even if she had a backstage, in the real wealthy circle of the world, many women were just vases and embellishments. Their existence was just to embellish the life of the wealthy family. They all had absolute value in the face of interests. When the dispute over interests exceeded their absolute value, they were no longer valuable and could only become goods, and often they were worthless on the transaction shelf.

Lei Qingyu left the dressing room with interest. He also fantasized about using the power in his hands to change all this. After coming out, he looked at the orderly and busy scene. He glanced at the scene and saw some antiques. He thought it was an ordinary recommendation program, but he didn't care. He went directly to the lounge area and found the professional manager sent here by his home. He said to him very domineeringly: "That person, come here."

Who is that?

What a domineering title, a form of title that perfectly combines insultingness and arrogant arrogance, a complete master's mentality, everyone serves for me, you are my subordinates. You are all people who obey me, eat me and drink me and earn me.

"Young Master."

When a person is under the roof, how can he not bow his head? As a qualified and experienced qualified manager, it is inevitable to endure the domineering second generation of the Neiyanese company in his large enterprise, and it is also a way to practice qi cultivation.

"What is the show this time? Tell the organizer to cancel the performance."

Lei Qingyu said this very loudly. Many people around him heard it, and then they looked at him in a stupid way. Master Lei, are you so confused? Or was it because she was having trouble with someone who was still not awake last night? Hurry up and find a corner to make up for your sleep. What are you talking about here?

Lei Qingyu is not a fool, but he has lost himself a little recently. He has not figured out what happened yet and was angry by Ling Jingyun. He began to point fingers here with great since he could tell the truth. Seeing everyone's eyes, he also realized that he seemed to have done something very stupid.

It happened that he had wanted to know him, but when he saw Ling Jingyun's agent, Serena, who was full of evil spirits, twisted her body and walked over with a young man, needless to say. This is the benefactor behind Ling Jingyun, a yellow man, I have never seen it, the yamen of China? Humph, I thought everyone was thinking about the mainland Chinese market now. With the City of Miracle, who would still buy your account, hiding dirt and smoky, and silly being in the City of Miracle is the king.

"Is this the organizer of this time?"

Lei Qingyu deserves to be unlucky. He thought he was arrogant and asked a roundabout question. If he was arrogant and domineering, he might not be as miserable as he did afterwards. But at this time he pretended to be big, raised his head and asked Zhang Shidong who had just gotten up in a casual manner.

That posture is like a brand-name event renting a stall in a shopping mall. You have to be polite, you have to be polite enough to me, otherwise you will not be able to do the event. Do you understand?

Zhang Shidong smiled. Last night, he drank with the leader, the leaders accompanying him and Qin Zhongyu until late at night. The leader was in good spirits and in good condition. He drank enough 4 taels of wine. For a person in his sixties, he had to get up early the next day and have a lot of jobs to get up early and have an image.

From public to private chat, the table was not a harmonious place. Every word was not so easy to express. You could only speak after repeated reviews. The wine was unhappy, the chat was not enough, and you didn't dare to say much. The only gain was to bring each other closer together, at least the relationship that had been drunk together with the same table, which was also considered a good relationship. How to get along with this wine in the future is also a stepping stone. There is a relationship of having a big or small matter and having a phone call.

Back in the office, Zhang Shidong thought about it for a long time in the darkness, and said from beginning to end what his expression was, and his reaction was his own. He was tired. This kind of life was really not suitable for him. He didn't sleep all night and had no identity. He ran to the morning to take a shower. He felt comfortable and felt unconsciously tired. He wanted to lie on the bed, which was also a different kind of waking up. Today, the protagonist is a well-deserved protagonist, who was present, and he looked a little decadent. As soon as he arrived at the side hall, he met Serena and heard about the previous things.

It is normal for excellent women to pursue them. Zhang Shidong is used to playing the role of Wu Song. If you change from a gentleman to a tiger, then I'm sorry, I just don't have a tiger-skinned backrest.

Faced with Lei Qingyu's questioning, Zhang Shidong responded, what's the situation? I am the organizer. What do you want to say?

"The performance has been cancelled. It is not suitable for such occasions to use some actors and models, which has defiled the environment here. Do you know where this is? Do you think Ling Jingyun is suitable for this side hall?"

Lei Qingyu first came a ruthless person. He was about to see the other party's reaction before adjusting his next words, but unexpectedly the other party was stunned: "What if I don't cancel it."

Lei Qingyu didn't hesitate, and the professional manager next to him had already spoken to stop him and didn't stop him.

"Then get out of here."

"Lei Qingyu, don't talk nonsense."

Zhang Shidong smiled and looked around. He understood why these people came with incredible eyes in shock and where did they come from?

"Well, since that's the case, this auction will not be held here." A sentence made the professional manager on the scene stunned, frowned and anxiously blocked Zhang Shidong: "Mr. Zhang, Lei Qingyu is drunk and doesn't understand the situation. Don't just see him. We are all ready here, and the guests will arrive soon. It's not appropriate for you to change the place temporarily. If the adults don't remember the villain's mistakes, don't bother with him."

"What are you talking about?" Lei Qingyu was angry and was about to scold him, but the other party responded faster than him: "Shut up, do you know what you are going to do here today? Auction of Atlantis's Staff, come here, drive Lei Qingyu out immediately, he is not welcome here."

If a professional manager can have such courage at this moment, his level will definitely be worthy of the high gold-collar income. He will make a quick decision and will not be afraid of offending the second generation ancestor. He will directly use the most ruthless way to vent his anger to Zhang Shidong to retain the project today.

The success of the holding will have many benefits, but it is far less than the negative impact of being temporarily replaced. If Lei Qingyu had a personal grudge with Zhang Shidong and made the auction not settle here, the Lei family would not suffer much loss, at most it would be less of a publicity opportunity. But now it has reached this level, and customers have begun to take cars to the parking lot, which will officially start in half an hour. If it is banned at this time, let alone the great loss of China's reputation, it will completely become a laughing stock, which will make countless people laugh. The change in the last battle will have an indelible negative impact on the entire family business.

Zhang Shidong touched his nose, ignored the hoarseness of the professional manager here and Lei Qingyu noticed something surprise and doubt. He said to Wan Meng behind him: "Go and notify me, change the place, let us enter the main hall. If the main hall does not work, go to the Dongfang East Theater. Whoever looks for this place will ask him to see me later. Mom is a slut, is he taking kickbacks? What kind of bird place to find, and what is the city committee doing to eat? A good art and culture, a rubber king to sponsor, and ask whose proposal, I have to see if he has received gifts and check it. This is possible, a good city will corrode this group of borers."

"I know, general."

"Serina, go and tell everyone, if Jingyun's makeup is not ready to be painted, it's embarrassing to let her get into my car. I'll tell you if you ask someone to drive it out for us. If it really doesn't work, I'll not sell this dog-beating stick, so as not to lose someone again."
Chapter completed!